Atul finished his drink, poured another one and by the time we finished eating had finished it off. I got up washed my hands and made my excuses but A...ul said,” wait, let me have one more and then u can go.” So I sat there, and Atul made another drink and we kept talking. By now Atul had really started slurring. He was looking like he was about to drop off. I had moved from the sofa to their bed and was sitting opposite them and we were talking when suddenly we noticed that Atul had dropped off. "Find some place to ride the storm out. I have a cottage about a mile back. On a little hill. The water hasn't reached it yet, at least not a half hour ago. I went up to get my computer equipment. Didn't want to take the chance of it getting wet. On the weekends I often come up here to work on my novel. I wish I would have brought some plywood to board the windows, and sandbags to bolster the foundation. Oh, well."Skippy put her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and prayed in barely a. Her unconscious body goes limp. Suddenly shes easier to fuck. Still holding her up by her hair, he hammers into her mouth, her body swaying backwards and forwards with every thrust. He comes. Shooting his seed straight down into her stomach. Grunting and groaning with every rope of cum that fills her throat. He lets go of her hair and she falls to the floor. A mixture of semen and blood drips from her mouth. He stares at her. Hed been so lucky to find this little treasure. Running away from. “You fucker, what the hell did you do to me?” He responds “No time to argue, in this envelope you will find your cover for the time you have been missing; rare case of meningitis, very contagious. You were locked up in an air-tight room at the hospital, no visitors allowed. The university permitted you to send all your evaluations via email; I’ve covered for you and I can inform you that you are doing very well. I am sorry but I must go; don’t even try explain what really happened, they won’t.